Date: Sun, 15 May 2005 15:20:13 -0500
From: Xavier
Subject: Discovering Steven
This is a fictional story containing sex between 2 minor brothers. If you
have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns
you off, you shouldn't continue reading.
If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under Xavier L.
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Discovering Steven
by Xavier L
It was the beginning of summer, and it was already as hot as hell. Some
friends and I went to a pond out in the woods and went swimming. It didn't
take long to dry off once you got out of the water. I came home and
grabbed something to eat and then went to the room I share with my
13-year-old brother Steven. You wouldn't know to look at us that we are
brothers. Steven looks more like that singer Aaron Carter, blonde hair and
brown eyes. All my girlfriends used to always tell me how cute my brother
was. It was funnier when he was more little, but I have to admit he has
really grown into his looks. I, on the other hand, have dark brown hair
with green eyes. If there weren't pictures of my mom popping him out, I'd
think we weren't even related!
I came into the room to find Steven lying on his bed dressed only in a
light blue basketball shirt and dark green silk boxers. The light blue
seemed to show off his tan. For his age he had pretty toned legs from all
the running he did. They were covered in light-colored hair. "Hey
Steve-O" I greeted as I sat down on my bed.
Without looking up from his magazine he answered "Yo!" He thought that
made him sound cool, but it almost always made me laugh. I quietly shook
my head and asked him what he was reading.
"One of your Playboys," he replied calmly without looking up. I was a bit
shocked and just stared at him for a couple of seconds. He looked up at
me, started laughing and then flashed the cover of the latest Sports
Illustrated magazine. The swimsuit edition.
"Why you . . . " I said as I jumped off my bed and leaped onto his, quickly
straddling his hips and pinning him down. He was trying really hard to
buck me off, but he wasn't as strong as me. I'm 17 and play a lot of
sports, so I'm bigger than he is, and I've got some decent strength. I
pushed my butt back and leaned forward more. I was going to play that game
where you start to spit and let it slowly fall out of your mouth and try to
suck it up before it falls and lands on the other person's face. Steven
hates it because I often don't bring it back quick enough. Of course, he
thinks that's by accident.
He started moving his skinny hips underneath me trying to get better
leverage but stopped as soon as he saw my face. I wiggled my butt to
verify it, and sure enough my bro had a hard-on. He knew I knew he was
hard, and he got really nervous. I originally was going to tease him, but
for some reason I was actually getting turned on. "Please Gary, get off
me," my brother almost begged.
Instead I leaned my face down closer to his. I could smell his breath and
the musk from his sweat. My dick started to get hard too. We were looking
into each other's eyes. I felt Steve's cock twitch beneath me. I don't
know why, but I leaned down and started kissing him. He resisted at first
but then opened his mouth more as my tongue pushed its way in past his
lips. He tried to imitate my actions having never kissed anyone like this
before. I pulled back and stared at him again, both of our cocks raging
hard now.
I moved his right hand over to my left and firmly gripped both of his
wrists with my left hand. I transferred some of my weight over and then
slid my hands down to the crotch of his boxers. My heart was pounding, and
I was watching him intently to see what his reaction would be. He looked a
little scared, started to twist his hands a little, but then I slid my
fingers through the silken fly and grabbed his cock. I know my dick is 7
inches, and his felt only slightly smaller than mine. I started slowly
jacking him, and I felt him relax. Was it surrender or pleasure? I don't
know, and I didn't care.
"Are you going to fight me?" I asked, my fingers wrapped around his cock.
He shook his head no and relaxed even more. I tentatively let go of his
wrists. I let go of his cock and signaled for him to move over. He slid
over toward the window more. I looked down at his cock standing straight
up, the white skin contrasted by its dark green background. I started
gently stroking up and down his rod with my fingertips, and I heard him
suck his breath in. I glanced up at his face. His eyes were closed, and
he was biting on his lower lip.
With my other hand, I lifted up his shirt and inspected his abs and small
chest. He had a tight body. I leaned down and started sucking on one of
his nipples. A girl had done that to me, and it drove me wild. His body
stiffened from the joint pleasures which egged me on more. I had never
really messed with a guy before, but it was like some animal lust had taken
over in me. I kissed down his chest and belly until I got to the waistband
of his boxers. I slid my hand that was on his cock down further along the
shaft and buried them deeper into the fly so I could rub his balls. He had
perfect orbs covered in a light fur of pubes. Reflexively he spread his
legs wider.
I stared at his cock while I continued to play with his nuts. It looked
perfect. We both had been circumcised as babies, and he had a nice helmet
shape to the head of his dick, just like me. Staring at his cock I felt
drawn to it, like I was hypnotized by its bobbing head. I continued
staring at it as my head drew closer and closer. I could smell more of my
brother's scent as I felt my lips parting and mouth opening. As soon as
the head of his dick was in my mouth, his body went really stiff and he
moaned loudly. There was some kind of magic that possessed me upon my
first taste of my little brother's saltiness. I went down on it further,
making myself gag a little.
But that didn't deter me. I felt a primal hunger unleash itself, and I
began to suck Steve's cock like my life depended on it. It became the very
air I needed to breathe. I slid both of my hands beneath his silk-shrouded
ass, the satiny fabric slightly cool to the touch, and began pulling him
into me deeper, trying desperately to swallow all of his meat, which I
eventually did, again accompanied by his loud moaning and crying out of my
name. When I heard my blonde brother say my name, the hunger quickened.
My head was flying up and down the rock-hard shaft of his young dick until
I heard an even louder moan from the head of the bed and then salty liquid
erupted out of his cock and flooded my mouth. I continued to suck, trying
to swallow all of the juice, but there was so much of it! I was gagging
and coughing, and some had spilled out the sides of my mouth. I went down
on him some more until finally the flow stopped.
I let go of his cock and sat back, nearly gasping for air. Steve was
nearly panting as well. I got up from the bed and stripped my shorts off.
I wasn't wearing any underwear since I had been swimming, so immediately my
hard cock bounced up, lifting my shirt upward slightly. I straddled
Steven's chest, poking my rod at his chin. He wasn't sure about all of
this, but I didn't leave him a lot of time to consider. I pushed my hips
forward more, and my cock was not at his lips. He slowly opened them as I
slid my cock in. I didn't want to gag him, so I let him move at his own
speed, even though I just wanted to bury my dick down his throat.
He began sucking slowly, almost cautiously. I leaned forward more, pushing
my cock deeper into his mouth. He picked up speed lightly scraping my
shaft with his teeth. "Oww, man! Watch the teeth!" I warned. I felt his
mouth open wider, and so I slid more of my dick in. Even as inexperienced
as he was, he still gave a better blowjob than any girl I had been with. I
began pumping with my hips. He slid toward me going underneath my groin
more in response. As soon as I felt like he had adjusted, I began to fuck
his face harder until it felt like my balls were bouncing off his chin.
"Oh yeah Steve, you're so fucking hot!" I said as I continued pounding away
at his face.
He and I were both moaning, almost in unison, as I felt the tension begin
to build. I was going so fast I could hear the bed making noises as his
bounced up and down on the mattress, his hands lightly resting on my bare
ass. I picked up speed as I felt my orgasm approaching and then shoved it
in as far as I could as I blew my load. This made him gag, but I was
enjoying myself too much to really care. I knew he'd be OK as soon as he
relaxed, so I kept my cock buried firmly in him while he began to swallow
the cum that was rapidly filling his mouth. When I had emptied my load, I
rolled away from him so I was at his side, my hand lightly resting on his
partially covered chest. I slid my hand down until it went beneath the
elastic of his boxers and rested it on his cock and balls.
I slid my other hand beneath his slightly sweat-dampened hair and pulled it
toward me, opening my mouth as our lips met and our tongues began to
explore each other in a passionate kiss. Both of us were beginning to get
hard again when the sound of car doors slamming downstairs brought us both
back to reality. I looked out the window and said, "Shit our parents are
home." We both scrambled to put on more clothing as the front door opened,
and we heard our mom call out: "Hi boys! Come help me with the groceries
please!"
There will be a part 2.